Strangers in the Wilderness

Strangers in the Wilderness

The sun is gray as she could see, the pain of the sea that she can't be the tears of the daffodil makes her flee, for she knows the anthurium is better than he

The anthurium cried and down with the sun, abandoned in a garden of a dying land the waves crashed by and carried her, into the deepest ocean of fears and tears

The sun is dark when the moon survives, the sea shines bright like a starry night then lovers make love in the darkest light, and the anthurium watched as they shouted love

The sun is white and the moon cried, for the sea can't shine like the starry night the sunflower bloomed for tears can't touch, a blazing heart that was never a heart

The sun is black as she could see, the anthurium sobs for she understands the pain of life that can't be dead and gone, for both of the story are designed as one

The moon was half and half was gone, the sea was full and she understands f or two distinct hearts will never be one, and only the stubborn anthurium will understand

Strangers in the wilderness are nothing but strangers, like a leaf that dies along when autumn survives the moon and the sea will never be one, and only the stubborn anthurium will understand